My name is Janet, and I am 32!! Oh! all right I am 35 but who's counting. I am divorced, things hadnt been working out for us for quite a while, and when my ex, was offered a plumb job in California, we called it a day, he went to California, and I was left with the house, car, dog and two cats, we do have two girls but when they had the chance of staying with me or going with their father they decided to go to the States. One day coming back from the local shop, I passed Kens house, as usual he was in his garden cutting the grass, as I passed I said "when you have finished your lawn, I have one you can come and deal with"!!! we both laughed and I proceeded home. It was about two hours later I got a knock at the front door, and there was Ken, he said he had come to cut my lawn!! I explained that I had only made the comment in jest, but he said it didnt matter as he loved gardening and was more than happy to do it. This arrangment developed and soon he was doing my garden and in return I did a bit of housework and shopping for him. One day he said he was going to sort out the garage, and would I like to help him. After he had tamed the wilderness which I called my garden how could I refuse. While going through the various things we came to a large trunk, and I found a large brown envelope, being nosey, I emptied the contents and found some old photos, they were very "grainy" and quite old, but you could see they were of a lady dressed up in leather straps, Ken explained they were pics of his late wife, and the reason they were such poor quality was because in those days you couldnt get those type of pics developed at your local "Boots", so he had them done by some ametour photographer, so the quality was very poor. I told him if he had a digital camera nowdays he wouldnt have had that problem, we delved a bit more into the trunk and Ken pulled out some straps and other things, he explained these were all to do with putting his wife in bondage, I just acknowleged his comment and no more was said, and we carried on sorting. About two weeks later Ken said it would be his birthday and would I like to have tea with him, I agreed, and decided to get him a small cake. When I called round Ken was in his beloved garden, and I said I would go in and get tea ready. While getting the tea ready I saw that the trunk was now in the kitchen and a naughty thought entered my head, I reached in and got some of the straps out, it was obvious where some of them went but the rest I didnt understand, I slipped my dress off and quickly put on the "harness", it didnt fit very well and I didnt know how to ajust it all, but I did my best, I then put my dress back on. By this time Ken was in the sitting room in his chair, I brought his tea in then went back for the cake, in the kitchen I dropped off my dress and went back into the room just dressed in the harness!! I swear to god Ken lept at least three feet in the air when he saw me and his pipe which was always in his mouth dropped out. He looked at me and then said "Janet, you are magnificent, and I really appreciate the effort you have gone through to make my birthday really special". I said I was glad he appreciated my effort, and turned to go and put my dress back on, but Ken asked me to stay and he said he would ajust the straps to fit I I would let him, I thought about it and said to myself, in for a penny!! so I said "go ahead", the first thig Ken said was I should loose the bra!, yes! you may laugh but I still had my bra and pants on ! after all I didnt know any different. With Kens help I took my bra off and then he asked me to remove my pants, now this is something I had not bargined for, but I had gone this far so off they came. Ken then proceeded to tighten the straps, and in doing so he caught one of the buckles in my pubic hairs, which made me cry out!! Ken then told me if I wore the harness again it would be better if I shaved!! "Shaved" I hadnt shaved my lady garden since I had my second child some seventeen years before, but I could now see the reason. By this time the straps were very tight, and I noticed my boobs were going very red, and as Ken moved his hands over my body he brushed the boobs with the back of his hand, it was like a bolt of lightening, they were so sensative. Ken stood back and admired the view, I said I should now go and get out of the harness and go home, as my dog would be platting its legs wanting its food and walkies!! I went into the kitchen took the harness off and just put my dress on over my naked body, I put my bra in my bag and in a moment of sheer devilment threw my knicks at Ken "for a keep sake". I went home and after seeing to the animals needs I went upstairs and knocked hell out of my plastic rabbit!!! my boobs were still very tender and I found out my pussy was very very wet, I had about three orgasms one after the other, what was happening to me?? I will tell you more in the next story.